Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 950

The man approached Kyle, who was currently focusing on the Law of Minor Earth.

“Hey, you,” the man transmitted with a dominant tone.

“I’m not selling the spot,” Kyle answered absentmindedly.

“Move it, unless you want to be humiliated!” the man transmitted.

Kyle blinked for a moment before looking at the man from the Tribes, who was currently standing right between Kyle and the exhibition he was looking at.

“What is this about?” Kyle asked.

“Are you deaf?” the guy asked with a snort. “I said, move it!”

Kyle just looked at the guy in confusion. This situation felt unfamiliar. Some random guy had approached him and started making trouble for seemingly no reason. Usually, everyone just lived their lives, and conversations were primarily civilized. If there were disagreements on something, people talked about it or came to a trade agreement.

The last time Kyle had experienced something like this was in the Secondary Sector, but that had also been different. Back then, people just wanted to kill him. The actual last time he had felt something like this was when he had been an Exchange Seeker.

That had been over 25,000 years ago.

“What’s his problem?” Kyle thought.

“Aren’t you supposed to purchase this spot?” Kyle asked with a raised brow.

“You’re not a Sect Member,” the guy transmitted. “You’re just a random guy. Move it, or I’ll request a duel with stakes.”

“Duel with stakes?” Kyle thought as he looked through the information stored in his Emblem. He noticed that a new page with rules for Tribe Members had been added, and he quickly read through it.

“Ah, I see.”

“The standard price is 30 Merits,” Kyle transmitted. “Do you really want to bet that much?”

The man huffed for a moment, and a request for a duel was sent to Kyle. If he lost, he would have to hand over the spot. If he won, he would gain 30 Merits. If he declined, he would lose the spot.

Kyle accepted the duel and ordered his Emblem to make a default judgment. After all, Kyle didn’t want to leave his spot to fight someone. Sure, the pit would be locked until the duel was finished, but it was still annoying.

If either party was convinced that they would definitely win against the other party, they could ask for a default judgment. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

“A default judgment?” the man of the Tribes thought in confusion as he felt his Emblem asking for certain information.

In order to make a judgment, the Emblems would measure one’s Realm, Momentum, and Laws, including Complex and Refined Laws. If there was a substantial difference, a default judgment would be made. If there was only a small difference, the duel would take place.

The guy was a Fulfilled Sage. His Momentum was pretty good. He had a powerful Battle Rite and a fitting Core Rite. The guy knew that Kyle was most likely a Unique Sage, but his colorless and weak aura represented an abysmal level of Battle-Strength. So what if this guy was good with pain? That didn’t mean he was stronger.

At the same time, Kyle’s Emblem also measured his strength. As the holder of the Emblem, Kyle could decide how much information he gave it to measure. Lying wouldn’t work, and usually, not giving the Emblem all the information just made things worse.

Nevertheless, Kyle decided that he would only share part of his power with his Emblem.

**Realm:** Legendary Sage.

**Momentum:** Beyond Peak.

**Laws:** All Major Laws of the Aspects.

That was all Kyle shared with the Emblem.

The two Emblems shone, and the results came in.

The guy’s eyes widened in shock as he noticed that he had been declared the loser via default judgment.

He saw a huge chunk of his Merits vanishing, and he just looked at Kyle in shock and horror.

“Thank you for the Merits,” Kyle transmitted. “Good day.”

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